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Saintsbury, George: A sentimental cellar
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A Sentimental Cellar
By George Saintsbury
[It would appear from the reference to a " Queen " that the following
piece was written in or with a view to the reign of Queen Anne,
though an anachronism or two (such as a reference to the '45
and a quotation from Adam Smith) may be noted. On the
other hand, an occasional mixture of " you " and " thou " seems
to argue a date before Johnson. It must at any rate have been
composed for, or in imitation of the style of, one or other of the
eighteenth-century collections of Essays.]
IT chanced the other day that I had a mind to visit my old
friend Falernianus. The maid who opened the door to me
showed me into his study, and apologised for her master's absence
by saying that he was in the celiar. He soon appeared, and I
rallied him a little on the gravity of his occupation. Falernianus,
I must teil you, is neither a drunkard nor a man of fortune. But
he has a pretty taste in wine, indulges it rather in collection than
in consumption, and arranges his cellar (or, as he sometimes calls
it, " cellaret") himself, having no butler or other man-servant.
He took my pleasantry very good-humouredly ; and when I
asked him further if I might behold this temple of his devotions
he complied at once. " 'Tis rather a chantry than a temple,
Eugenius,"
By George Saintsbury
[It would appear from the reference to a " Queen " that the following
piece was written in or with a view to the reign of Queen Anne,
though an anachronism or two (such as a reference to the '45
and a quotation from Adam Smith) may be noted. On the
other hand, an occasional mixture of " you " and " thou " seems
to argue a date before Johnson. It must at any rate have been
composed for, or in imitation of the style of, one or other of the
eighteenth-century collections of Essays.]
IT chanced the other day that I had a mind to visit my old
friend Falernianus. The maid who opened the door to me
showed me into his study, and apologised for her master's absence
by saying that he was in the celiar. He soon appeared, and I
rallied him a little on the gravity of his occupation. Falernianus,
I must teil you, is neither a drunkard nor a man of fortune. But
he has a pretty taste in wine, indulges it rather in collection than
in consumption, and arranges his cellar (or, as he sometimes calls
it, " cellaret") himself, having no butler or other man-servant.
He took my pleasantry very good-humouredly ; and when I
asked him further if I might behold this temple of his devotions
he complied at once. " 'Tis rather a chantry than a temple,
Eugenius,"